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YOU'RE A LIAR cho: Take up the sheets me hearties, Water the decks with brine, Bend to the oars, you lousy whores, None is bigger than mine. Three old whores in Winnipeg Were drinking a sherry wine, Says one of them to the other two, "Yours is smaller than mine." "You're a liar," says the other old whore "Mine's as big as the moon, The battleships sail In and out, And never a bother to me" "You're a liar," says the other old whore, "Mine's as big as the moon, The ships sail in on the first of the year, And never come out until June." "You're a liar," says the other old whore, "Mine's as big as the air, the ships sail out and the ships sail in, And never tickle a hair" "You're a liar," says the first again, I'd blush to be so small, Many's the fleet they sailed right in, And never come out at all." Recorded by Oscar Brand, Bawdy Sea Songs @bawdy @talltale filename[ OLDWHORE JY |
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